Chuck Inglish - Back Up (Schoolin' Pt. II) lyrics
rate meBack up, let me get my shit back
And if it’s like that then let’s scrap in nigga
Facts, I’m nice with these hands jack
In the ngn grand with my dogs shooting craps
Roll the dice, close my eyes, then a 7, then a 9
Raise side of the sweet, hit 11 or a sign
Big time, now I mean, what’s good, what you selling?
Big gold rings on my hands like the champions
In the Hamptons
Hey, what’s happening? Montox, silly ass like a captain
Bossing up then busting down like I’m trapping
Pushing side drop top south like a phantom
Rapping ass nigga in that little ass jacket
If the shoe fits wear it,
If I said then I said it
The original, live sports, wear trainsetter
Y’all ain’t bring shit back man, you niggas no better
Back up, I’m gone, let me get my shit back, back up
Back up, I’m gone, let me get my shit back, back up
Back up, I’m gone, let me get my shit back, back up
Back up, get up, damn like I’m trapping
Back up, I’m gone, let me get my shit back, back up
Back up, I’m gone, let me get my shit back, back up
Back up, I’m gone, let me get my shit back, back up
Back up, get up, damn like I’m trapping
Back in this shit like a toilet
On the phone plug on the clothes doing laundry
Then the phone rung on that mug like I’m hustling
Back in bizness, you a customer
Call accountant like the IRS coming
At your door stepping, they don’t play about they money
Catch me and Justing chopping plays in the colors
Think I’m playing, check the number
If I said then I’m it
Rolling marijuana, on a beach in California
... parked on the corner, play your part little home
Don’t watch me, watch tv
Hey, they giving out degrees for niggas studying me
But I ain’t tripping, just let me get my shit right
Ass twice man I’m not that nice
Crack a knuckle sounds live like ice right now
You need to live life offline , god right damn
Back up, get up, let me get my shit back
Back up, get up, let me get my shit back
Back up, get up, let me get my shit back
Back up, get up, let me get my shit back
Back up, yeah
Back up, I’m gone, let me get my shit back, back up
Back up, I’m gone, let me get my shit back, back up
Back up, I’m gone, let me get my shit back, back up
Back up, get up, damn like I’m trapping.